Abyss
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
Rating: PG-13
Category: Bosco Angst, B/Y UST
Summary: Bosco is kidnapped and witnesses a horrific act
that he can not come to terms with. As his guilt
and silence overwhelm him, he spirals downward
into a deep depression. Can Faith get to him
before it's too late?
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership, nor do I gain any type
of compensation or reward for this story. I
write for my own personal enjoyment, and share
my writing with others who may also enjoy it.
Third Watch (c) and all registered characters belong
to NBC.
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Abyss
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
(2/?)
==*==
Angel of Mercy
3:34 am
"Where is he?!" Faith rushed up to Sullivan, who was standing
at the check-in desk, filling out paperwork. She was out of
breath and it was evident she had just woken up.
"They're cleaning him up and running tests." He tried to
keep his voice calm so she might relax.
"What happened? How did you find him?"
"Let's go sit down."
He led her to the empty waiting room down the hall. She sat
and buried her face in her hands, then looked up at him through
her splayed fingers.
He walked over to the coffee machine in the corner. He
offered her some, and she accepted. She needed something
to clear her head and it was nice to hold the warm cup
in her cold hands.
He got them both a cup, then sat beside her.
"We got a disturbance call around 1:40. Some guy
thought that there was a drunk messin' around with
his garbage cans in the alley behind his house."
"Where?"
"Uh...12th and Lewis."
She nodded, trying to store the information.
"Anyways, we didn't find anything, but when we were driving,
Davis spotted him. It was dark, and when we got near him, he
ran. We ran after him. Faith, he was running so fast...I've
never seen anyone run like that. Even Davis couldn't catch
him. He only had on a tee-shirt and ripped jeans, and we
could see there was blood all over him. We finally got him
tackled, and we found out it was him. It was Boscorelli."
She sat silent for a minute.
"My God...It's like 20 degrees outside." She said quietly.
"Yeah, they're treating him for hypothermia."
"Any frostbite?"
"No, but we don't know how. Must've been the adrenaline-
or whatever he was on."
She looked at him, confused. He went on:
"Faith, when we tackled him, he was fighting like his life
was at stake. He bucked both Davis AND ME right off of him,
and I got a lump on the head to show for it. Davis is
getting stitches for some cuts he got. He was fighting us
so hard...there's no way that a normal man could fight like
that when a guy twice his size is on top of him, holding
him down.
"It was like he didn't feel pain, or cold, or anything.
He was screaming at the top of his lungs-he didn't know
who we were. He kept telling us we couldn't 'take him
again' and screaming for help-screaming your name. When
Doc tried to sedate him, he started pleading with us...
'No more needles, no more needles...'"
She took it all in, mouth hanging open, eyes blurred
with tears. She sniffed and wiped away one that
escaped down her cheek. She needed to keep it together.
"I'm sorry." She said.
He put his arm around her. "No need to be."
"Will the doctors know to find us in here?"
"Yeah, the nurse saw us come in."
Neither of them knew how long they sat there, Faith
letting Sully hold her. She felt numb, and right
now the only thing saving her from hysteria was the
comforting embrace of her friend.
==*==
Angel of Mercy
4:17 am
Not long after Faith fell asleep in Sullys arms,
Davis came back from getting his stitches.
Davis looked sympathetically down at Faith, and sat
down adjacent to Sully.
Davis mouthed 'Is she asleep?' to Sully, who nodded,
and Davis leaned in toward them.
"What the hell happened out there Sul?" he said quietly.
Sully carefully leaned Faith over onto the soft couch,
and covered her with his coat.
He and Davis resumed their discussion outside the waiting
room, Sully glancing through the window checking up on
Faith periodically.
"Whatever was done to him really screwed him up."
Davis continued. "How long do you think he was out there
in the cold like that?"
"Well, there's no frostbite, so maybe not THAT long,
but I know I was freezing after about 3 minutes. We
know for sure he was out there for at least a half-hour.
You think he was on something?"
"I would say so. He was running too fast and fighting
too hard. That kind of power doesn't come out of
nowhere."
Sully agreed.
"I hope when he wakes up he'll be able to tell us where
he's been for the last 2 weeks."
"Yeah," Davis said, looking back over his shoulder at a
sleeping Faith. "Especially for her sake."
"She's been running herself ragged." Sully added, "Not
sleeping, hardly eating...I was really getting worried.
Thank God we found him alive."
==*==
Angel of Mercy
4:24 am
The doctor approached Sullivan and Davis, and they
readied themselves for the news.
Sullivan asked the doctor to wait a minute, and went
to wake up Faith.
She came out, rubbing her eyes, but suddenly completely
awake.
"We've got him stablized for now, but it's been very
'touch-n-go' up until recently."
He paused.
"Do you have any idea what happened to this man?"
They all shook their heads 'no.'
The doctor shook his head also, and continued:
"He has 22 gashes on his stomach and shoulders, that
all required stitching. He has a serious concussion,
2 broken ribs-which we are extremely lucky didn't
puncture his lungs...he has bruises everywhere and
is suffering from hypothermia, starvation, and
dehydration. We have also found overwhelming
amounts of seditives and hallucinogens in his system.
We can tell that his hands and feet were bound with
rope."
The three officers were horrified to say the least.
There was silence for a long time.
"How is he now?" Faith cleared her throat and her
eyes were bright with unshed tears.
"He's going to be up in recovery after we are sure
that he will stay stable."
"Then can I see him?"
"You can, but he's unconcious. All the drugs in
his body hyped him up so much, his vitals were sky-
high. Eventually he slipped into a coma. We gave him
drugs to counteract those in his system, but it's
going to be a tricky detox. There's no telling
when he'll wake up."
==*==
Angel of Mercy
6:07 am
They waited for what seemed to be forever. Davis
and Sully stayed for Faith. They weren't planning
on going up, but they didn't want to leave her
alone while she waited for word that she could.
3 hours and 16 minutes after she got word, Faith
went up to recovery to see her sleeping partner.
====================
END OF PART TWO (2/?)
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
Rating: PG-13
Category: Bosco Angst, B/Y UST
Summary: Bosco is kidnapped and witnesses a horrific act
that he can not come to terms with. As his guilt
and silence overwhelm him, he spirals downward
into a deep depression. Can Faith get to him
before it's too late?
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership, nor do I gain any type
of compensation or reward for this story. I
write for my own personal enjoyment, and share
my writing with others who may also enjoy it.
Third Watch (c) and all registered characters belong
to NBC.
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=================================================================
Abyss
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
(2/?)
==*==
Angel of Mercy
3:34 am
"Where is he?!" Faith rushed up to Sullivan, who was standing
at the check-in desk, filling out paperwork. She was out of
breath and it was evident she had just woken up.
"They're cleaning him up and running tests." He tried to
keep his voice calm so she might relax.
"What happened? How did you find him?"
"Let's go sit down."
He led her to the empty waiting room down the hall. She sat
and buried her face in her hands, then looked up at him through
her splayed fingers.
He walked over to the coffee machine in the corner. He
offered her some, and she accepted. She needed something
to clear her head and it was nice to hold the warm cup
in her cold hands.
He got them both a cup, then sat beside her.
"We got a disturbance call around 1:40. Some guy
thought that there was a drunk messin' around with
his garbage cans in the alley behind his house."
"Where?"
"Uh...12th and Lewis."
She nodded, trying to store the information.
"Anyways, we didn't find anything, but when we were driving,
Davis spotted him. It was dark, and when we got near him, he
ran. We ran after him. Faith, he was running so fast...I've
never seen anyone run like that. Even Davis couldn't catch
him. He only had on a tee-shirt and ripped jeans, and we
could see there was blood all over him. We finally got him
tackled, and we found out it was him. It was Boscorelli."
She sat silent for a minute.
"My God...It's like 20 degrees outside." She said quietly.
"Yeah, they're treating him for hypothermia."
"Any frostbite?"
"No, but we don't know how. Must've been the adrenaline-
or whatever he was on."
She looked at him, confused. He went on:
"Faith, when we tackled him, he was fighting like his life
was at stake. He bucked both Davis AND ME right off of him,
and I got a lump on the head to show for it. Davis is
getting stitches for some cuts he got. He was fighting us
so hard...there's no way that a normal man could fight like
that when a guy twice his size is on top of him, holding
him down.
"It was like he didn't feel pain, or cold, or anything.
He was screaming at the top of his lungs-he didn't know
who we were. He kept telling us we couldn't 'take him
again' and screaming for help-screaming your name. When
Doc tried to sedate him, he started pleading with us...
'No more needles, no more needles...'"
She took it all in, mouth hanging open, eyes blurred
with tears. She sniffed and wiped away one that
escaped down her cheek. She needed to keep it together.
"I'm sorry." She said.
He put his arm around her. "No need to be."
"Will the doctors know to find us in here?"
"Yeah, the nurse saw us come in."
Neither of them knew how long they sat there, Faith
letting Sully hold her. She felt numb, and right
now the only thing saving her from hysteria was the
comforting embrace of her friend.
==*==
Angel of Mercy
4:17 am
Not long after Faith fell asleep in Sullys arms,
Davis came back from getting his stitches.
Davis looked sympathetically down at Faith, and sat
down adjacent to Sully.
Davis mouthed 'Is she asleep?' to Sully, who nodded,
and Davis leaned in toward them.
"What the hell happened out there Sul?" he said quietly.
Sully carefully leaned Faith over onto the soft couch,
and covered her with his coat.
He and Davis resumed their discussion outside the waiting
room, Sully glancing through the window checking up on
Faith periodically.
"Whatever was done to him really screwed him up."
Davis continued. "How long do you think he was out there
in the cold like that?"
"Well, there's no frostbite, so maybe not THAT long,
but I know I was freezing after about 3 minutes. We
know for sure he was out there for at least a half-hour.
You think he was on something?"
"I would say so. He was running too fast and fighting
too hard. That kind of power doesn't come out of
nowhere."
Sully agreed.
"I hope when he wakes up he'll be able to tell us where
he's been for the last 2 weeks."
"Yeah," Davis said, looking back over his shoulder at a
sleeping Faith. "Especially for her sake."
"She's been running herself ragged." Sully added, "Not
sleeping, hardly eating...I was really getting worried.
Thank God we found him alive."
==*==
Angel of Mercy
4:24 am
The doctor approached Sullivan and Davis, and they
readied themselves for the news.
Sullivan asked the doctor to wait a minute, and went
to wake up Faith.
She came out, rubbing her eyes, but suddenly completely
awake.
"We've got him stablized for now, but it's been very
'touch-n-go' up until recently."
He paused.
"Do you have any idea what happened to this man?"
They all shook their heads 'no.'
The doctor shook his head also, and continued:
"He has 22 gashes on his stomach and shoulders, that
all required stitching. He has a serious concussion,
2 broken ribs-which we are extremely lucky didn't
puncture his lungs...he has bruises everywhere and
is suffering from hypothermia, starvation, and
dehydration. We have also found overwhelming
amounts of seditives and hallucinogens in his system.
We can tell that his hands and feet were bound with
rope."
The three officers were horrified to say the least.
There was silence for a long time.
"How is he now?" Faith cleared her throat and her
eyes were bright with unshed tears.
"He's going to be up in recovery after we are sure
that he will stay stable."
"Then can I see him?"
"You can, but he's unconcious. All the drugs in
his body hyped him up so much, his vitals were sky-
high. Eventually he slipped into a coma. We gave him
drugs to counteract those in his system, but it's
going to be a tricky detox. There's no telling
when he'll wake up."
==*==
Angel of Mercy
6:07 am
They waited for what seemed to be forever. Davis
and Sully stayed for Faith. They weren't planning
on going up, but they didn't want to leave her
alone while she waited for word that she could.
3 hours and 16 minutes after she got word, Faith
went up to recovery to see her sleeping partner.
====================
END OF PART TWO (2/?)
